Thank you Trevor
One of the weirdest/coolest things I’ve ever experienced is the time when the county jail my dad worked at closed. He took me to tour the jail a few months after all inmates were relocated. I’ll never forget seeing the aftermath of the riots they left behind.
I remember looking at the inmate files left behind, and the place felt haunted. I wish I could go back into time and really appreciate the cool things I’ve experienced again- and be *in* the moment.
Who the fuck made that sandwich?